I realized I can only write about what I love. This is about the hampton ball casino, im not done, but i cant write alot at a time. My mind sees through my sockets, through little holes within my eyes Colors flutter, flashing festive like fireworks in the sky Legs and arms akimbo, flowing graceful, always stirring Scents of seawater soar through open doors I don't like the last line. I really want to express myself, but i cant convey exaclty how i feel about going to shows.
